The Nation: The Gate-Crasher

The Christmas-morning quiet on Pennsylvania Avenue was sundered by a
clatter of metal. Out on the White House lawn was an unexpected and
most unwelcome package: a 1975 Chevrolet had crashed through a
wrought-iron gate at the northwest corner of the grounds and screeched
to a halt a few feet from the mansion's north portico.

Out stepped a bizarre figure who looked a bit like an Arab astronaut. He
wore a white outfit and Arab-style head gear. Strapped to his body were
devices that appeared to be explosives. He deposited satchels on the
ground...